Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

[sermon doing a voice]
Erick is coming up... I see him! I see him!

sermon]
up

"you're hostile..."
"i got a to be hostile!"

stewart]
Ladies and gentlemen, are you
Help me to the stage the grandmaster
The heavyweight of hip-hop
The funklord, you him as the green eyed bandit
and gentlemen... the mc grand royal
sermon!

[erick
It's the e double (who? ) the funklord, God
Yo I'm swingin more than tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill tactics i'ma ghetto bastard
say my rap style is drastic
Whoahh, I tear the frame out the
Daddy's home, the of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is even the wicked witch
Couldn't get the switch, the ugly bitch (word em up)
Time to reach my peak this week, and rock a ill
So can freak out like sheep
The undercover brentwood, yes I'm doing awesome
You wanna see me steve austin (hehehehehe)
For protection, go sit in the r&b section
For this
Cause I'm real deal boy you believe it word
from the boondocks, a.k.a., the suburbs
Peace to the underground, I create my sound
That's more than "spellbound" (word)
My time's up, so the fuck slouch? (yeah)
be back, for now I'm out (word up!)

"you're hostile..."
stewart]
And now "i gotta to be hostile!"
Introducing, the man with the flyest style on the planet
"you're hostile..."
"i gotta to be hostile!"
from l.o.d., kirkland ave
"you're hostile..."
The one and only blunt king
"i right to be hostile!"
"you're hostile..."
"i right to be hostile!"

[keith
Keith murray's, comin from the south east and left
Rhymin to death, makin a world I take a deep breath
With a body bash, my paragraph a trey-deuce
Human in a psychopath
Ooooh, I lose my cool, and break fool
And pull out my get busy
I write a mad journalist
To funk, that's deeper than a bottomless (that's my word)
The most beautifullest thing in this
Is my notion, for murderous poetry in
And the illiotic shit I come
Form a leash you're trapped in explosive force
I push your head the cracks of sanity
And leave your brain doin a bid in
It's ninety-six in the shade
I catch blood on my blade
I my frustration to the stage
And gets open and stupid bumblin rumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be packed a laundromat
My context'll wreck your whole
Cause my is so complex
And I'm inter-galactic on
With the that I kick
I'm strung at the top of my lung
With my tongue makin niggaz wanna get dumb
My dialogue comes straight the slums
to your medula, cerebrum and cerebellum
If ya got a ya better tell em

stewart]
("hostile" sample set in background)
Ladies and gentlemen, you've just witnessed
Is the skills of erick sermon.. and keith murray
Coming to an album near you
has been another erick sermon production
This is jeff stewart off, and until next time saying...
God damn!!!